Frankies Redemption

Chapter 2 - This Is My Story - Part 2.

Ever since I broke up with Shelby, I've been a p***y magnet and I've literally had to beat the women off me.

It's almost like there's a giant neon sign above my head letting anything with a pulse know that I'm single and now they want a piece of me.

Some of the she-wolves in my pack were even pissed off when they found out I had lost my virginity because they were hoping I would choose one of them to lose it too.

They've also been hoping and praying to the moon goddess that either she'd pick one of them to be my mate or I'd personally choose one of them to be my chosen mate which is something I'd never do.

I may be a manwhore who only uses women for pleasure and doesn't get emotionally attached anymore like I did with she-w***e Shelby but I love my moon goddess and I've got the utmost respect for her so I'd never do anything to disrespect her or the decisions she's made for me and my life unlike some of her children who have gone against her.

I know this may sound hypocritical of me because two years ago, I made a decision which totally goes against what I've just said but in my defence, there were forces working against me that night which you'll soon find out about but for now, just believe me when I tell you there's more to the story than what first meets the eye.

Anyway, back to what I was saying, the females of my pack will do absolutely anything to get my attention from wearing revealing clothes to 'accidentally' bumping into me and using it as an opportunity to either touch me or rub their bodies against mine.

They even show me how excited and turned on they are by me and it's crazy because even the smallest act from me leaves these girls squealing and with soaked panties.

There was one time in my last year of school, I let out a frustrated sigh in class because I was so bored and I just wanted to go home and this one little sigh had all of the girls in my classroom except for Izzy and my teacher swooning over me, it's ridiculous.

Sometimes I'm even grateful for my sister because she helps me get rid of these girls by simply scaring them away with her glare which is one that you really don't want to be on the receiving end of.

Isabella inherited her infamous glare from our mother who has been known to make grown men including big, strong alphas who are three times her size and strength piss in their boxer shorts and that's just from her glaring at them, so it's not a good idea to get on either of their bad sides.

Isabella is an amazing buffer for me sometimes when I need a break from the constant flirting, squealing and high-pitched voices because believe it or not, it can be too much sometimes but even despite me not being interested and my sister's scary demeanour and presence, girls still flock to me like bees around honey which isn't really surprising considering how sexy and good looking I am.

Even Shelby still flocks to me like a hawk despite knowing that I can't stand her anymore and also knowing she's at the top of Isabella's hit list.

We used to secretly hook up all of the time after we broke up and I know you're all wondering why the hell I would continue to have s*x with someone who I hate and who had hurt my sister? and my answer to all of you is that a man's got needs and I'm clearly insatiable to her, plus the s*x was great.

Besides, we didn't even hook up for that long, it was probably only around three or four months max until she randomly left the pack two years ago to go and live with her grandparents in Grand Rapids.

I know all of this makes me look and sound like a cocky and conceited prick but I don't care, I'm a very good-looking young man and I've been blessed with amazing genes being half Spanish through my father and half Samoan through my mother.

Speaking of my parents, I'm often compared to them with many people describing me as being my father's carbon copy but I've got my mother's personality and temper.

I've got the same dirty blonde hair as my dad only mine is cut short whereas my father's hair is a little longer so that he can style it into a combover, I've also got the same hazel eyes as him and we've also got similar heights but my dad is a few inches taller than me.

I've got a strong, muscled physique which I earned after spending endless hours in the gym as well as training with the pack, boxing which is a hobby of mine that I love and fighting professionally which is something that I only started doing about a year and a half ago.

My tanned body has also been decorated with numerous different tattoos, I think I've got around twenty in total, as well as several piercings which include ones in both of my ears and my n*****s, one in my nose and another one in my eyebrow.

I remember my momma wasn't too happy with me when she saw the piercings on my face because she doesn't want me or any of my siblings to in her words 'do anything to damage our beautiful and handsome faces'.

She claimed she didn't like it when our dad got his nose pierced or when my uncle Angelo got his eyebrow pierced and she certainly wasn't happy when they both got tattoos done on their faces, actually, my dad's tattoos are on the sides of his head, not his face but you get my drift, anyway, my point is that my momma wasn't keen for any of her babies to follow in their footsteps.

She even told us that we can do anything from the neck down because those can be covered but she wanted us to leave our precious faces alone.

My mother eventually got over it or at least she learned to accept it after my dad told her that our bodies are ours to do whatever we want with but he made it clear to us that by him saying this, he's not giving us an open invitation to legit do whatever we want to our bodies and he also warned us not to do something which we'd later regret.

Call me vain, call me egotistical, call me a self-absorbed shithead who is up my own ass but I always knew that I wouldn't have to work hard to make my mate fall for me when I eventually met her because she'd clearly be just as attracted to me as I would be to her but one stupid decision lead me to make the biggest mistake of my life and now I can't even find my mate to make her fall for me.

I already knew the moon goddess would bless me with an incredibly beautiful, smart and strong mate because you can't just throw anyone into the royal family, they have to be strong mentally, physically and emotionally so they can take on anyone and anything and lucky for me, I was blessed with an incredibly strong mate but I wasn't expecting her to be sweet, gentle and kind as well.

I don't know why but I fully expected the moon goddess to give me a mate who was vain, who wasn't really smart and only cared about power and superficial things but I got the complete opposite and I instantly fell in love with her.

But in true Frankie Vasquez fashion, I f****d up so f*****g badly, it's not even funny because I trusted people I shouldn't have trusted, I allowed people near me that I shouldn't have allowed near me which resulted in me rejecting my beautiful mate instead of accepting her and causing her so much pain.

Now I'm left with not only a huge gaping hole in my heart but I've also got this overwhelming feeling of fear and desperation running through my veins because I want and need to find my mate and have her by my side where she belongs but it's like she's fallen off the planet.

I first found out Rebecca Taylor was my mate just over two years ago when I saw her hanging out with my sisters Isabella and Nina in our school's parking lot.

I was immediately smitten with her and I wanted nothing more than to mark and mate with her right then and there in front of everyone, that's how badly she affected both myself and my wolf but I couldn't and wouldn't allow that to happen for two reasons.

The first reason is because marking and mating are two very intimate acts between mates and nobody should be a witness to either of them, I also didn't want people to see what only belongs to me and the second reason is because Rebecca was showing no signs of feeling the mate bond between us and I didn't want to freak her out.

This made it extremely difficult for me because mine and my wolf's need to have her only grew and intensified the longer we were around her.

There was another reason why I never claimed her on the spot and that's because whenever she looked at me, she always had a look of pure repulsion on her face and she also talked to me in a way that nobody ever has.

I automatically got the feeling that she hated me or at the very least disliked me and I knew I had to tread softly with her so that she could see the real me and eventually fall for me.

I was shocked that I hadn't met Rebecca before that day because she's a member of my own pack but I had absolutely no recollection of ever meeting her beforehand.

It was only after I had spoken with my sister and she explained to me what my mate is like and about her being a loner who barely associates with our pack that I realised why I don't have any memories of meeting her.

At the time of meeting Rebecca, I didn't know much about her or her family just a few little things that had been spread around the pack but I never paid much attention to them because rumours are nasty things which can seriously harm a person and their reputation whether they're true or not.

As I was saying, I didn't know much about my mate or her family when I initially met her but when both her and her momma left the pack two years ago, I learned more about Rebecca and her life as well as her mother's tragic life.

I already knew a few tidbits about her story and what she had to suffer through ever since she was eighteen because her story had spread like wildfire around the pack but like I said, I don't listen to pack gossip and only believed what I heard when I sat down with my momma and she told me all about Rebecca and Addison's lives.

According to my mother, Rebecca's parents Addison and Richard were childhood sweethearts, they had been dating for a couple of years and they always thought they were going to be mates because of how in love they were and how close they were with each other, not to mention their wolves were incredibly close with one another as well but unfortunately, fate had other ideas for them.

They weren't mates and they were both said to be absolutely devastated and heartbroken about not being mated to each other but they decided to remain in a relationship which they did until a few months later when Richard eventually found his mate and dumped Addison.

Sadly, this also happened to be the same day she had found out she was pregnant with Rebecca and all of her happiness and excitement about having a baby and a future with the love of her life was thrown down the toilet and this also started Addison's descent into depression.

Richard wasn't a member of our pack but he attended the same school as Addison which is how they met, I don't know what pack he's from or what rank he holds but I know that he's a pretty high-up member of his pack because he allegedly met his mate during a meeting with another pack.

He was rumoured to have been torn between his destined mate and his ex-girlfriend who he had an immense amount of love and affection for, who was also pregnant with his first child.

Richard eventually chose his mate but he wanted to do what was right for his child, so he promised Addison that he'd always be there for their baby and he'll help support them as much as he can but as for them being a couple, they were over because he only wanted his mate.

Richard kept his promise and he helped Addison raise their baby, he even provided financial support for Rebecca and according to my momma he's been a really good dad but I don't agree because a good dad would do anything to spend time with their child even if it meant having to travel and spend time with your ex to do so.

I like to refer to him as a holiday dad because he only ever saw Rebecca either during weekend visits, court-mandated holiday visits or when it was convenient for him and his family, in my opinion, he's not there for her like a real father should be which is all the time.

Gossip queens in the pack spread rumours claiming that Richard had abandoned his child and was a deadbeat dad whilst others claimed these rumours to be true but it was because he had found out Rebecca wasn't his which is completely false.

I know this because my momma told me and even showed me proof of a DNA test that was done when Rebecca was born which proved she belonged to Richard.

Apparently, Addison was the one who requested for the DNA test to be done even though she knew she was always faithful to Richard and he was the father of her baby.

She did this because she had heard rumours around the pack accusing her of being a w***e and she wanted proof in black and white just in case anyone wanted to challenge her child's paternity.

Another reason why I know the gossip queens are full of s**t is because were laws state that when a couple is registering the birth of their child, the alpha and Luna of their pack have to be present and be witnesses which my parents were.

My parents also held an official pack meeting where they confirmed that Richard was not only at Rebecca's birth and had even cut the chord but he's also on the birth certificate and shares joint custody with Addison.

They didn't tell them about the DNA test because that would've only added fuel to an already out of control fire and that's something nobody wanted.

My parents addressing the situation helped to control but not stop the rumours and sadly, it didn't help Addison whose life went on a downward spiral after giving birth even despite how happy and excited she was to have her baby.

Actually, her downward spiral started during the end of her pregnancy when she met her mate and she thought she was going to get her happily ever after just like Richard did and she hoped and prayed that her mate would accept her daughter like her exes mate did but unfortunately, he didn't and he left her not only heartbroken but broken in general when he rejected her on the spot because he believed she was a w***e who couldn't even wait for her mate.

Addison was absolutely devastated after being rejected for the second time in months and her mental health rapidly declined, she stopped associating with the pack especially after giving birth to Rebecca which is when she moved to one of our houses in the woods and became a recluse with her child.

A few months after she isolated herself and Rebecca away from the pack, Addison was diagnosed with depression and agoraphobia by our pack doctor and she was rarely seen by anyone in our pack except for Rebecca, her parents and my parents.

My parents made sure to look after Addison and Rebecca, they set her up with a therapist who she was seeing a couple of times a week at her own house and from what my momma told me, it seemed to help her a little bit.

My mother would also visit her all of the time to make sure she was ok and to give her some company and once a month my parents would visit her for an evaluation to make sure she was doing everything she was supposed to be doing like taking her medications and seeing her therapist.

The last I heard about Addison was that she had been admitted into rehab a couple of years ago around the same time Rebecca had also left the pack but I don't know why she was admitted and that was something my mother wasn't keen on disclosing to me which I totally understand.

If I had to venture a guess though then I'd say that she's either decided to finally get some decent help so that she can move on and start living her life again or she gave up completely and tried to commit suicide but was saved by someone most probably one or both of my parents.

I know this may sound like a very callous thing for me to suggest or even assume but it's not something that has come completely out of nowhere because Addison had made it very clear to my parents that she had thought of committing suicide umpteen times over the years and she had even told my momma on a couple of occasions that if it wasn't for her daughter then she would've succeeded in killing herself a long time ago.

Also, I'm not a big believer in coincidences but coincidentally she was admitted into rehab not long after Rebecca had turned sixteen and was now according to the were laws, old enough to look after herself.

My mother also explained to me that even despite her struggles with mental health, Addison was always an amazing mother to her daughter and she always made sure she put Rebecca first and that she had all of the great things life has to offer her.

She also made sure that Rebecca wasn't aware of what she was going through but I think my beautiful mate secretly knew about her mother's struggles.

The reason why I think this is because Rebecca never really made any attempts to make any friends or socialise with her pack, nobody remembers seeing Rebecca apart from at school and as far as I'm aware, Izzy and Nina are her first and only friends.

This says to me that either she knew about her mother's illness and didn't want to leave her on her own which probably would've made her depression worse or she was so used to being a loner and having no friends that she preferred to be on her own and keep her life how it was.

This is also one of the reasons why I believe she flew under my radar all of these years because she's been stretching herself so thin between school, her problematic parents, jumping between two different packs so that she could spend time with both sides of her family, as well as hiding herself away from the pack who can be quite nasty at times.

She was so used to being a recluse with her momma that she'd literally float between school and her house without being noticed.

It's been two years, two whole freaking years, seven hundred and thirty days since I last saw my mate, since I last saw her beautiful face, since I last looked into her beautiful brown eyes, since I last smelled her delicious, intoxicating scent and it's driving me f*****g crazy.

I know technically it's all my fault because I was the one who rejected her and I clearly hurt her so badly and made life so unbearable for her here that she decided to up and leave the pack and fall into a black hole somewhere but still, she's my mate and she needs to give me a chance to explain my actions to her and explain why I rejected her when I really didn't want to.

I don't remember much from the night I rejected Rebecca because honestly, it's like I blacked out and I don't remember anything but weirdly enough, I remember every single second of the rejection from when I stumbled across Rebecca in the woods to the rejection to her leaving me writhing around on the forest floor in excruciating pain.

I remember this moment like it was yesterday, I remember her face being cold and stoic but her eyes showed me how hurt and heartbroken she was which made my own heart break into a million pieces.

It's a memory which will stay with me until the day I die because even if by some big miracle I do find my beautiful, sweet mate and earn her forgiveness, I'll never be able to forget the moment I broke my mate and betrayed our bond and I'll never ever be able to forgive myself for causing her so much pain and sadness.

I just hope I can find her one day and get a second chance with her.

This is the story of a spoilt rich kid who had to learn the hard way that not everything in life is handed to you on a silver platter and sometimes you have to go out there and work hard to earn it, especially when it comes to getting something you really want.

This is my story, a story about a stupid, foolish young man named Franco Lucas Vasquez a man who had to work hard to redeem himself in hopes of winning back the heart of a rare gem he had the misfortune of losing but in order for us to go forward in this story, we need to go back to where it all began.

The very beginning...